C. Now, Miss Elk⁠—​Anne⁠—​you have a new the­o­ry about the
bron­tosaurus.

A. Can I just say here, Chris for one mo­ment, that I have a
new the­o­ry about the bron­tosaurus?

C. Uh . . . Ex­act­ly . . . What is it?

A. Where?

C. No! No, what is your the­o­ry?

A. What is my the­o­ry?

C. Yes!

A. What is my the­o­ry that it is? Yes. Well, you may well ask
what is my the­o­ry.

C. I am ask­ing.

A. And well you may. Yes, my word, you may well ask what it
is, this the­o­ry of mine. Well, this the­o­ry, that I have, that is to
say, which is mine, . . . is mine.

C. I know it’s yours! What is it?

A. . . . Where? . . . Oh! Oh! What is my the­o­ry?

C. Yes!

A. Ahh! My the­o­ry, that I have, fol­lows the lines that I am
about to re­late. [starts pro­longed throat clear­ing]

C. [un­der breath] Oh, God!
[Anne still clear­ing throat]

A. The The­o­ry, by A. Elk (that’s “A” for “Anne”, it’s not by a
elk.)

C. Right . . .

A. [clears throat] This the­o­ry, which be­longs to me, is
as fol­lows . . .
[more throat clear­ing]
This is how it goes . . .
[clears throat]
The next thing that I am about to say is my the­o­ry.
[clears throat]
Ready?